In Chaos, We Trust...

Hi, I'm Sigurd Mørkheim. Love music, arts, books, poetry, photography. I like writing, composing music, reading and drawing and also... videogames. Welcome to my world...

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Damn!

Damn, Long time without logging in... Insomnia strikes back and this is my text. Regards

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Rainy night... Sketching. Link from Legend of Zelda. Hope you like it.

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Rain

In rain, pain goes away. In rain life is insane. In rain my smile will shine. In rain, love shall prevail. In rain, love will meet lust. In rain, you can be relaxed. Love the rain, love this weird autumn. Regards to all of you. Trying to post again.

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Look At the magic in her eyes, I loved her. Personal comment: I love every man and and woman from the old Hollywood era, they were beautiful, they knew how to look, how to touch audience soul. Hover, the new Hollywood people, is all nothing but a bunch of plastic people who do not know how to touch soul. I really feel disappointed the new Hollywood movies are all just based into making money and crap. I ,issued the classic Hollywood air. In all the areas, love, hate, noir, horror. Thriller, I want a comeback of them. If I wished something it would be to bring the old filmmakers, actors and staff of old. Hollywood to make really good films. Share please. Seed hate, thoughts, love, harvest opinion.

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James Dean & Nathalie Wood

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Fuck together...

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Nathalie Wood

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Love!

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Alcohol and cigarettes

You said hannover? Dude, it's hangover. My head explodes and my breath burns. I sweat some vodka before the wooden sky walls... My head is spinning, I still hear em sing. I lit a cigarette strong as fuck, I lit a killing one, just for fun. It kicks throat as machines cutting wheat... It kicks my throat, I start to rot. I ask one more vodka, a bottle is empty... My head spins, my speech dies, I only watch a thousand of colours dancing on the walls...

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Midnight

So, there was, he, the sun, shining in lust as he beholds the forbidden beauty of the moon. She, shy but kinky, sends some kisses and a wink to her loved one as she dresses in a veil of stars. Her steps are naked touching every place of the cosmos. The prince of fire wants her, needs her, so he goes after her, trying to chase her in a game in which the enjoy the planets and galaxies witness such acts of love and perversion. The moon caught the sun, in a magical act, and kisses him with passion, burning the skies, burning the time. Moanings, the voice of the pale princess in ecstasy, she makes explode every dark place of stars, as the sun breathes quickly with love. They are together in a bed of asteroids, just enjoying a moment that cost the doom of solar system life. And they were happy living in the universe, and they gave birth to a new solar system, a new one that stands their passion...

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Lifelover - androider

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R.I.P David Bowie 

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Epic Surreal Geographyby simonpark81

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Pain, angst, solitude

If mind had life, it would be the worst enemy you would face in life. It knows you, your likes, your dislikes, your fears, your emotions... Mind is not only a chain of proteins, but also is a silent being there is growing up, waiting for moment In which you ignore it and then, it will attack, it will destroy your feelings, it will consume your life, and it will be called depression. Do you fear life? Cause I don't. I only hate the moment in which my mind took part of me. It knew my history, it knew my life. So it attacked me. The story follows when the inner being is immortalised into a flesh made being. A man, a woman, a child, wherever, you want. It only questions your actions, your silly acting. You reply back, but it only attacks, it mocks, it asks you to take pills. You only watch a mirror. And you are not there. You only watch there and we are all you, we are part of a chain of vitamins, proteins, irony, life, lies, nothing. I tried to smoke, however, my cigarette was stolen. I try some of hate, it doesn't work. Panic dances, it doesn't work, nothing works... End. Chapter zero.

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Eternity is only a fake shell in which humans believe, because they fear death... So, existence is only a mere scenario in which they behave like puppets. Burn...

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Rubens. Detail from Stormy Landscape with Philemon and Baucis, 1620.

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